#grave poems on Hello Poetry

Blade Maiden Sep 2018

Is it wrong to feel
it all unfold
to want my tongue to peel
off the words that have been foretold
to let my chest burst open
feel the nectar of flowers all find their place within
My body's nothing more than a token
caught in darkness for far too long my lively swarm has been

And oh, the misery
I can't let them out
The only bliss, you see
is when the humming isn't so loud
But today my ears can't take the noise
my body aches, its been holding and breaking
I thought somewhere in all that buzzing I heard a voice
But I'm afraid I'm just anothers nest in the making

In my dreams I see my bees leaving
they all fly away
and I can't blame the spider for weaving
turning this hive into her own flowery array
Soon this place might as well be forgotten
for I know nothing about actual flowers
and they will all be rotten
and there over my lost mind an old tree towers

This tree will be my grave
I shall be buried alive
til something may save
the leftovers of my overgrown heart, this bee hive

#gloomy #empty #flowers #bee #hive #heart #lonely #forgotten #spider #grave

Gabriel Bonney Sep 2018

to the Sleepers

You may be conviced
You'll like it better when you're sleeping
But please hear this
Don't give to the blink
When I did, I found myself sinking
I fell asleep, internally bleeding
Don't start thinking
You may believe your sea is far too dark
But redemption is not that far
From the dark I turned to pleading, repeatedly
Asking desperately
"Come save me!"
And now I'm free

We tend to over-complicate things, including our salvation. When we're in these dark parts of our life or our thoughts, we think there's no way out, and we deny that Jesus can get us out of this mess. All we have to do is simply talk to God about it, recognize that He is still good and He can do unimaginable things, and ask for Him to help us out. And even if He doesn't do it when we want Him to, He is still good, and He is working for our good!

#depression #thinking #redemption #grave #love #god #jesus #salvation

Sam Aug 2018

A Grave Situation

Why can't dying be delightful?
My feverish smile
Pathogens far too strong
I've failed this trial

I'm facing the end
My blood boils within
This cancerous fate
Carries my soul away
Crafting up pain
As the medics embrace

A dance with the darkness
I won't last too long
Carry me under
Where the sun fades away

Lost to the coffin
Finality's somber
Led by the reaper
To eternal slumber
No breath in my chest
I'm finally at rest

#death #dying #reaper #coffin #grave #grim

K Balachandran Aug 2018

A walk among tomb stones!

Lurking memories,
Echo of silence resounds;
Grave stones seem baffled!

#lurk #memory #echo #silence #grave #stone #baffled

Makenzie Odom Aug 2018

Say Goodbye

I left it to waste
It's time to dig my own grave
I am no longer proud
Not proud of what I have become
Not proud of what I have done
I will leave the pieces behind
Build a new closet
To leave my skeletons
Once again

#skeleton #grave #thoughts #mine #poem #proud #waste #digger #goodbye

Seema Aug 2018

Fort To Dust

Falling fort, cried
in vain, as it started disappearing
right in front of my eyes
Pillars dropped like weak weapons
Crushing to the emotionless ground
Deep trenches seem to elude
What on earth, was I witnessing
Few around gathered, gazing at the fall
None, heard the cries
From the ruined like walls
My ears seem to pick the historic ache
That stood tall, for centuries
A pileup of derbies, now filled the place
Birds, call for their peers to see
Where once they all seem to be
A nightmare flunged for the poor creatures
Busted off, so to flee
Like an ancient grave, it sleeps in silent
Never to awake to stand tall
In dust it loses itself day by day
Only the wind answers its call...

©sim

Spilling imagination. Inspired by a painting.

#thoughts #emotions #feelings #life #fort #destruction #grave

Anya Aug 2018

Wilt

Child are you grieving
To words she is leaving
And though she gave
To you, her own knave
You seem to not care
For what was once there

#grief #loss #girl #love #grave #wilt #she #him #words #once

mjad Aug 2018

Between

In between a rock and a hard place she was stuck,
Literally she was crushed between a freeway divider and a semi truck.

Native American so her roots didn't connect her to heaven.
He was a self proclaimed athiest at the ripe age of seven.

A short belief in an afterlife as maybe a wolf or an eagle
seemed too childish so he gave up on it before he was legal.

Visiting a slab of shiny stone in between two pine trees;
The wrong one but he doesn't care he sits down waiting to freeze.

Smoking a joint forgetting the new one while trying to keep all of her.
Exposion to death at a young age has no real cure.

Step brothers have no sympathy saying it's time to growup,
Girlfriend doesn't know when to stop bringing it up.

The clouds float on by. . .
He wishes he could die.

Staring at a shiny engraved stone with tears to the brim,
Hating all that his short seventeen years have shown him.

His only desire at the moment to just see once more her face,
He was caught in between her rock and his minds hard place.

my exes mother died and I tried to express his struggles of depression...I can't do his emotions justice

#death #grieving #grief #grave #accident #car #ex #mother #stepmom